The group made their way down the mountainside, eventually arriving at the bank of the North River.
As he got closer, Colin saw flags emblazoned with the Weston Clan's crest fluttering on the cargo ships in the river.
The vessels looked like Ordinary cargo ships, with no heavy weaponry on their decks. Their shallow draft indicated they weren't carrying much cargo.
"Are you the ones the boss is waiting for?"
A man dressed like a captain shouted as they approached.
"Yes!"
"Have those Orcs stand over there. If I recall, Mr. Colin should have a ring to prove his identity, right?"
Colin waved at the surrounding Orcs, signaling for them to stay put.
He walked up the gangplank to the deck himself. Several sailors carefully examined the rings on his hand: Weston's Smoothness and Glory New Blood.
Only after his identity was confirmed did the captain allow the Orcs to approach and board the ship.
